Chapter 97

As soon as Baekpyo crossed the wall, he threw a knife and struck the masked man’s sword.

Nevertheless, because the sword does not lose its power, it pressed its head to save Baek Yeo-rin from the trajectory of the sword that was twisted a little.

At the same time, he grabbed a bounced knife and poured out the herbivores of the wrecked wind. Nevertheless, the masked man stepped down leisurely and avoided all the theft.

He is no ordinary man. He obviously had a much stronger martial art than himself.

But I was angry. Cold anger boiled over at the attacker who aimed at his brother.

“The work has become a little more difficult. But the results are the same.”

The masked man grabbed the sword in a voice of no embarrassment, even though the interrupter intervened.

Then they jump straight to the white vote.

At the same time, Baek-pyo came forward to greet him. It was to prevent the white female from being injured by a bounced knife.

Kkang! Kkangkang!

The two men’s swords and knives struck dozens of times in one breath, creating flames.

The masked man’s sword was quick and concise, and Baekpyo’s sword cuts through the atmosphere without even leaving a trace.

a battle between masters and masters

I can’t hear anything but a few seconds of battle coming and the sound of metal bursting out against my senses. There was no such thing as a feast of brilliant swords.

It was a fight between the two as if they had known each other well for a long time.

The masked man’s sword swung a young sword at the white vote, but the white vote was cutting off everything with a terribly fast and transformative knife. Obviously, the masked man was above, but it didn’t feel like he was losing.

“Ah!”

Baek Yeo-rin realizes the teachings she had forgotten for a while as she penetrates the loophole of the masked man even though she is hurt.

A long time ago, the reliable Orabi said, teaching the family’s method.

-The moment you focus on energy, the sharpness disappears, and the change becomes dull the moment you are biased toward the shape.

a drawing sprinkled with white votes

A feast of swords that encompasses all of them with sharpness and speed, not with a strong history like others.

The spirit of the shipwreck, which Baek Ga-jang continued, had its original appearance, although it was somehow as close as Sapa’s unmanned air.

“Why did you come back like that?”

Baek Yeo-rin woke up wearing clothes handed by her reliable brother.

“Laugh!”

However, Baek-pyo, who stepped down from the tight fight, let out a short groan.

“Older brother!”

Blood was flowing as there was a big wound on Baek-pyo’s shoulder, which was so big that he could see a gap on his shoulder.

The knife in his hand. The rough knife that cut the meat.

It was good enough to deal with the masked man, but it was not enough. The relatively short knife must have created a loophole in him.

Baek Yeo-rin picked up the do that fell by her side.

It is thinner than anything else, but it has an outstanding example, and it is mourning and Pungcham that has been with the Myeongho of Pungnyeongdo Island for the past decade.

It was not a false sign like a sword hung around the neck, but a true master of the hundred heads of Gyerim.

“Older brother!”

The previous call was a pity, but the next call was shouted with a determined will.

At the same time, she threw her way at the white vote.

Like this.

Baek-pyo picked up the flying degrees and glanced at about 100 liters. His eyes are full of trust.

And the meaning of the does throw by Baek Yeo-rin. It was Baek Ga-jang.

The weapon of the owner of the family itself represents the family. Baek-pyo pondered for a while. He’s been wandering away from home for a long time. Am I allowed to grab this myself?

then,

[Why don’t you take it?] It seems like your little brother gave it up.]

Jin-moo’s voice pierced Baek-pyo’s ears.

[And, take off the hook] Maybe it’ll help you a lot more with your drawings.]

“......”

Baek-pyo believed Jin-moo’s voice without hesitation.

Hit it.

A long-held cooking knife fell to the floor and stuck in.

Crackling!

Without hesitation, he broke the hook in the center of the windmill.

“What difference does a knife make?”

The masked man, who had been watching for a while, laughed at Baek-pyo with a cold look.

“Well, there’s no way he’s going to talk about it in vainly

“What?”

I can’t believe you finally noticed. Stupid. I’m sure he went to take on the powerhouse I thought it’d take a little longer to get back. Are you saying that the defeatist party has already collapsed?

It was a disaster.

Baek Pyo and Baek Yeo-rin in front of them were sufficient to deal with. But Jinmu was too much.

He is much stronger than himself. And now that all the men had fallen, there was nothing to shield them.

Damn it, am I surrounded?’

The masked man’s eyes were squashed.

It’s too careless. It was a duty to be done with care as if walking on a blade, but it failed due to an unexpected interruption.

There were only two options left.

Flee, or suicide.

The masked man’s eyes sink cold.

He who is in front of him is a master. But they have had unique training to deal with people who are stronger than themselves. It was a method proven by those who had already dealt with the masters of the midfield.

What’s more, isn’t he young? No matter how strong it was, the lack of experience was bound to act as a very big drawback.

The masked man changed his opponent.

Baekpyo and Jinmu, not Baek Yeo Rin.

He does everything he can to topple him and accomplish his mission.

If the Baeksangdang collapsed, the white-haired uninhabited people would return. The possibility of dragging out more time itself could have disappeared.

“What? You want to play with me?”

Jinmu rose with derision as the sword turned toward him.

“I’m saying this because I don’t think I know it well, but I don’t avoid the fight I’ve been walking

As he twisted his finger, the sound of wood-deuk spread horrifically, turning the fight into a new phase.

There was no need to draw the sword. The masked man was already feeling the energy he was pulling up.

If that’s power.

“It would have been easier to deal with white votes.”

As Jinmu loosened his hands and posed, the masked man’s sword quickly bent in.

A simple stab that ignores the change. He was much faster and sharper than when he faced 100 votes. Also, swordsmanship without the necessary preparatory movements.

This makes it clear. He’s in the same team.

And.

Whoo!

Jinmu, who clenched his fist as hard as he could, had no intention of overlooking it.

Whoo!

The sword and fist struck, and an intense explosion of chi occurred.

“Oh my god”

The masked man, who had put some possibility on Jinmu’s lack of experience, was pushed out with a groan and opened his eyes wide.

“How dare you!”

This guy and that guy look at me with surprised eyes when they use the same method as their own.

“It’s already the third time. You punk!”

Jinmu, who narrowed the distance at once with Ho Jong-bo, dug into the front of the masked man with a devilish face.

“Cheer up!”

The masked man made a difference by twisting a sword that was quickly stretched out

“I’m late!”

The ground!

Jinmu’s hand struck the sword, and the other hand was placed on the masked man’s chest.

Pooh!

As soon as strong wave bursts and the masked man’s body is pushed out, Jinmu’s new form follows like a ghost.

“With this?”

Squeak!

The sound of the strike that started comes out with one tail after another.

“Thinking about how hard it was for me to go back and forth

It wasn’t that far off. It was only 30 miles (12 kilometers) at the most from Paebyeokdang to the 100th peak.

It doesn’t even take a second to get a white vote. Moreover, there was no need to say that the steps of Jinmu were difficult.

It’s just an excuse if I have to say the least.

It’s to beat up.

“You’ve got a long way to go, you punk!”

Hit it! Hit it!

His hands and feet were pouring out mercilessly, and the masked man was being beaten like a dog with double wings without even making a proper attack.