Chapter 375

Episode 375: Sang-

sang-pyeong was a bachelor.

He was born into a family of a bachelor in a ruined country and lived his whole life being chased.

The saying that the brush is stronger than the sword is just bullshit.

In a stable country, people can be governed by the tongue that preaches human morality through the frame of law, but those who have been driven out due to ruin know that strength is needed above all else to survive.

So I learned martial arts.

But he lacked talent and lacked qualities. There was a limit to memorizing, understanding, and realizing the martial arts, so it was not possible to achieve greatness.

At that time, when he was in such a sense of shame, the martial arts iron wheel wheel came into his hand.

It was a martial art that used magnetite, which has the property of pushing and pulling, as a weapon.

After long research, Sangpyeong processed magnetite and made it like memorization. What was born like that was the self-winding board in his hand.

He was able to control his magnetism to near perfection with his inner energy, and he was able to stand shoulder to shoulder with other princesses.

No, because the weapon itself had an advantage, it was considered stronger than them.

And little by little he began to advance towards his cause.

Sometimes he joined hands with the warriors he despised, and sometimes he comforted himself that even if it was against the rule of law he had dreamed of, it wouldn’t be too late to rule it with a brush after the world stabilized.

Even though it may have driven many people to death, I thought I was getting closer to the cause little by little.

But somewhere, it started to go wrong.

positive heart.

The martial arts learned by the damn guru who helped Mr. Ju in the past to block their ancestors.

They thought that they should not fall into someone else’s hands again and become an obstacle on their way to the cause, so they inquired everywhere and finally the road was opened.

However, the plan failed, his most cherished subordinate Daerang died, and he was demoted.

It was from then.

The hundred-year system began to crumble.

I thought it was built so solidly, but it collapsed as if someone had removed the cornerstone.

That damn guru called Shamanji Sword. It was from when he installed it.

He moved the Jeongmu-maeng to uproot Samgung and killed Palmer-gun and Song Yeo-bang.

In addition, Hanseung turned into a monster who ate people to satisfy his hunger, and the Daegungju forgot his oath to regain the middle court and gradually began to settle for power.

Everything had to be rebuilt from scratch.

It was the Demonic Bridge that was used as a new bridgehead for him, but as if the sky was hindering them, they sent a new guy to the Demonic Bridge to block their steps.

These worm-like bastards in front of me.

“Haaaap!”

Wedge liquid! Taaang!

Eggs spurt like a storm from the abacus he wielded with wild spirit.

The puppet hit the abacus egg that flew between Neung Seo-hyeon’s forehead with his fist and blocked it.

“Neung Seohyun! Don’t even think about fighting alone! This is not the time to build your ego!”

“...”

Seohyun Neung looked at the puppet with tired eyes.

She knew too. That if he hadn’t helped just a moment ago, his forehead would have been pierced.

“With or without the help of weapons, he is stronger than us now! You don’t know what will happen if he approaches his nature while dealing with it alone. We must work together!”

“...”

Seohyun Neung frowned.

Because she thought that cowardice was something only cowards do, she couldn’t fully accept the puppet’s words.

The old man in front of him was not very strong. If you look at the momentum you feel, it’s just a little higher level than yourself. The gap of that piece of paper was merely filled in by the mysterious mystery of the weapon.

But the puppet is right.

Biting her lip hard, her gaze turned to nature.

The sound of an explosion bursting from the center of the battle between those who want to block and those who want to break through.

It’s empty.

He was fighting a beast in it now.

As the puppet said, if he is pierced by the enemy in front of him, Jinmu will be put in an unbearable threat.

Pudeudeuk.

Seohyeon Neung, who made up her mind, bit her molars.

Yes, the current battle is a war, not a fight.

In war, the process is meaningless.

It is war that only the result of victory says it all.

Also, although now they are pushing the enemy with numerical superiority, the war was a law that could be overturned in a moment’s gap.

“Damn it! Support the rear!”

In the end, Seohyeon Neung began to attack Sanggangpyeong with the puppet.

“These flying flies! Did you think it would be possible with just two!”

Sneering coldly, Shang Ping swung the abacus again.

“Haaaap!”

It is Jacheolhoeryun who put himself in the ranks of the royal family. When the abacus egg raged like a storm in Sang-pyeong’s bet, the tension of Neung Seo-hyeon burst into the air in succession and the gift of the puppet danced.

However, even though they worked together, it was Neungseo-hyeon and the puppets who were pushed back.

Sangpyeong’s self-heolhoeryun had great power indeed.

Putting martial arts aside, abacus eggs flew in completely unpredictable directions, and even fragmented crumbs flew back after memorizing them.

The fight between the three became more and more extreme, and the wounds on the bodies of the puppet and Seohyeon increased.

Piyut!

“Keugh!”

Seohyeon Neung, whose body had been punctured in a head-on collision, knelt down, and the puppet in front of him turned into a rag and stumbled, bleeding profusely.

“Puppet....”

“Whoa, whoa... First, calm down your breathing.”

“...”

The puppet glared at the abacus eggs floating around Shang Ping.

“Damn, I don’t know what to call this. To overcome memorization and use it like a sword.”

“...”

“Awesome. If that son of a dark emperor sees it, he’ll probably vomit.”

Sang-pyeong laughed at the words of the puppet with a fishy laugh.

The puppet’s inner energy flowing through the gift is blocking the inner energy flowing toward the arm holding the abacus.

His martial art, Jacheolhoeryun, was suppressed.

“Since my gong doesn’t go into it, I won’t be able to use the memorization that you believe in.”

“...!”

no way? Are you aiming for this from the beginning?

Sang Pyeong pulls the abacus with his other hand, but it doesn’t budge.

“Do you think it will work out? I heard that even if your body doesn’t work, at least one hand has enough power to suppress it.”

Not only did his inner strength, but even his fingers holding the abacus, did not straighten.

But that will be short-lived.

The history of the puppet controlling one of his arms?

If you push it away, it’s over.

“How can I...?”

However, the puppet does not erase his smile even as he raises tendons on his forehead in an effort to fight against his own power.

why?

In the midst of my doubts, I felt an enormous amount of energy from behind.

no way?

As soon as the puppet’s power gradually weakened and he lost control, Shang Ping’s head slowly turned.

What he can see is the song that is swinging with a whitish aura.

“Chaaap!”

Part of it was that he was swinging the curved sword with all his might towards Shang Ping’s neck.

Wow!

“...!”

Just in time, the suppression of the puppet was relieved, but it was too late to use the iron wheel.

Sang Sang-pyeong, who was in danger of being decapitated, twisted his body with all his might and swung the iron bar.

Close by!

The two clashing weapons spewed out flames and escaped.

Smooth! Pugagak!

The sound of being cut and being crushed came out at the same time.

Part of the body that had been hit on the side by the iron bar fell to the floor and gasped.

The puppet’s face contorted at the sight.

Damn did the attack fail?

The puppet quickly looked at Shang Ping.

“Great.”

The attack seemed to have failed, but Shang Ping grabbed his shoulder and staggered back.

Red blood spurted out from the shoulder he held in his hand, soaking the floor.

And one arm in front of him.

Shit, I should have slit his head....

The puppet was so pitiful.

If he had just a little more strength left, a curved sword would have cut off his head.

“You guys...you guys are not even savage...”

Sang Sang-pyeong inevitably gnashed his teeth and glared at the three in turns with eyes full of resentment.

He avoided being decapitated in the previous clash.

However, the curved sword that missed cut deeply into Shang Ping’s body and cut off his arm.

A puppet who has poured all his energy into Neungseo-hyeon, who suffered an internal injury. And Ilhan was stuck on the ground and couldn’t even get up.

Anyone can see that it was a victory for Shang Ping, and he could kill all three, but the problem was that he had no time to delay.

The war was already being sorted out while taking time with them.

It is not confirmed whether Han Seung is alive or dead, but the soldiers of the Dongcheon League, who dealt with the soldiers of the inner palace and the soldiers of Lee Dong-cheon, are coming in dark.

defeated.

I had to back off.

Beasts do not have a head to aim for the next, so they have to live on their own.

Even for him, who will become the new Sogungju...

In the end, Shang Ping bit his teeth and turned around.

“Let’s see. I will never forget this humiliation. The day I come back, I will definitely cut your throats.”

Sang-pyeong, who was glaring at the three with murderous eyes, chose a direction with fewer enemies and threw himself away.

“It’s a guy who wants to see it, but I haven’t seen a proper guy, bastard.”

The puppet murmured bitterly as he looked at Sang Ping’s back as he walked away.

Damn, but my body doesn’t move. I have to chase him down and kill him...

but suddenly the puppet turned his head and looked at the nature of Samdongcheon in the distance.

The fight was coming to an end as well.

Nevertheless, the world is reeling with wild explosions and shockwaves.

Is the federation master... still fighting?

Well, if you’re that kind of monster, you’ll know what to do.

My body is so tired. I must be old now.

The worms are also growing more and more while receiving the teachings of the federation, so one day they will grow into the center of Heavenly Mountain.

No need to worry anymore.

After this job is over, I should just play the old man in the back room.

The kids seem to like the puppet show quite a bit... It’s also fun to do...

I wish the pest would get married soon and give birth to a grandchild.

From afar, his subordinates run toward them who have fallen.

That look... is she worried?

Feelings that I have never experienced in my life are not so bad.

But I don’t have the strength to hold out any longer.

eyes keep closing

The puppet, whose whole body had been pierced and turned into a beehive, passed out in pain.

And a delightful smile appeared on his face.