Chase (4)

 

While the Qingshui dojo is in a trance,

Mu Yul, Lingling, Mu Gong, and Wu Qing were pushing the bandits around them to break through the encirclement.

They chased them much faster than a chariot, so they were elite bandits with their own skills, but the trio of helpless bandits were no easy task.

In particular, there was a big difference between the bandits who had been chasing the wagon and those who had been resting in the chariot for a while.

When the trio and one of them were sorting out the bandits.

Bang!

Mujin, who had shifted his gaze for a moment to grasp the situation of the war, narrowly blocked the first step of the battle.

"Now we just need to clean this up and get out of the encirclement."

In that short period of time, Mu Jin realized that the group had cleared up the bandits to some extent.

Of course, new bandits were joining one after another as the number of bandits they had defeated, but Mujin didn't care.

The fact that he joined late would mean that he didn't have enough time to study the light industry.

They calculated that if they only cleaned up the men who had been chasing the wagon from the beginning and spread out their light attacks to escape, the laggards running would not be able to chase them.

If there's just a problem...

Bang!!

This terrifying-looking bandit wasn't very good.

"You have a lot of room. Thunder bastard!"

In exchange for shifting his gaze to grasp the situation for a while, Mujin was quickly put on the defensive.

Bigger than Mugung, he was a Mutuga who boasted natural divine powers.

In fact, he was focused on making the most of the martial arts and martial arts, but he also had a lot of practical experience, and he was able to lead the battle much more skillfully than Mugung.

"Haha! You've got a slap in the face!"

Instead, Mu Jin was only holding on with the strength of his sturdy body forged by the Jade Iron Craftsman and the strength of the outer attack he had cultivated for the past six years.

"I'm not the kind of guy who hides the void and deals with it!"

In the end, Mu Jin quickly unleashed a golden ball to break out of the encirclement.

As soon as a golden shield formed over his entire body, Mujin ignored his defenses and dug into the Qiuguang.

"Hahaha! Great!!"

Feeling that he had finally unleashed his opponent's hidden move, Chu Guang's eyes lit up and he slammed the regime with all his might.

Immediately after the kwongi it fired and Mujin's stunned membranes collided and made a roaring sound.

As the two energies canceled out, Mujin, who had dug deep into the creature, stretched out his hands to the creature's.

One of the tricks that had given Mujin victory so far. It was an attack aimed at a submission following a tackle.

"Hahahaha!!"

To his surprise, Chu Guang burst out laughing and reacted to Mu Jin's tackle.

He bent his knees to lower his center of gravity at the moment when Mujin grabbed his pinch and at the same time pressed his arms and upper body down on Mujin.

"I didn't think it was a junior from the East!!"

He let out an unidentified sound shortly after gaining the upper hand in his stance.

Chucking· He was originally a young nomadic warrior from the northern vegetation of the Central Plains.

Born a merchant by nature, he was expected to become a future khan of the tribe, but he was captured and sold into slavery during the Imperial Army's conquest of the north.

Sold from place to place as a slave, he arrived at a black city in Guangdong province, where he was a slave fighter in an illegal arena.

The scars on his body and face were all from his capture by the Imperial Army and from illegal dumpings.

"Hmph... Thank you for stepping into the underworld on your own feet..."

Once one of the most promising young warriors in the area, he was a master of boch (Mongolian wrestling).

Even when he was in the tribe, there was no one nearby who could handle his wrestling skills, and even in illegal arenas, he was able to survive thanks to his wrestling skills.

Especially in the illegal arena, he had mastered the art of tricks and techniques, but his main skill was to catch his opponents off guard and finish them off with wrestling techniques, so the current situation was his favorite.

"Ugh!"

Mujin took a deep breath and twisted his opponent's body back and forth, teasing his limbs.

However, unlike the warriors in the Middle Plains that he had dealt with so far, Chu Guang had reacted very quickly to the balance fight in close proximity to his body.

Take a moment to have a physical conversation with each other while you are fully attached to each other.

Mujin asked in a whisper, face to face as if he were wrestling.

"You're a junior in the east, so why don't you send me a little bit!"

"Hahaha· I'd love to do that too, but the Leader is very angry with you, so it's going to be hard!"

Mujin, who had been talking, tried to gain the upper hand in his stance by moving quickly at the moment of his opponent's long answer, but it didn't work at all.

No, it didn't work, but the more he moved to get an advantageous stance, the more he fell into a swamp, and Mujin's stance became more disadvantageous ...

'Damn· Where did this guy come from..."

Mujin gritted his teeth when he realized that his opponent was more familiar with submission techniques than he was.

But being pushed out of technology didn't mean I was going to give up everything.

If you don't have enough skills, you can overcome it with your strength.

"Ugh!"

Mujin stopped breathing as his hips arched backwards like a bow as he was caught in his opponent's snag, concentrating on the muscles of his body.

Chu Guang, who was climbing on Mu Jin's upper body and slamming down on Mu Jin, laughed.

"Hahaha! Let's see how long you last!"

Still, it was a pretense that there was no opponent with the power to limit the martial arts. But someone with a disadvantage in posture is trying to hold on with his strength...

But why? No matter how hard he pressed down, Mu Jin couldn't fall from his half-leaned position.

Nope· On the contrary, little by little, Mujin's upper body began to rise upwards, and Chukguang began to be pushed back.

"Strengthening your lower body and core is the basics of the basics!!"

Mujin, who had managed to get to his feet with a shout of evil, was not satisfied with that.

While Chukwang was taken aback by the unexpected situation, Mujin bent his knees to lower his lower body and grabbed his with both hands.

In that state, he squeezed the strength of his whole body and began to lift the ignorant bulk of the man, who was more than seven chi (21 cm) taller than himself.

Even though he had even used the Tian Root Qiu, he was embarrassed when he heard his huge body.

But he, too, was a man who had been through countless battles, and in the midst of it all, he had an instinctive improvisation.

For a moment, Mu Jin's legs lifted and his cheeks curled inward.

“퉤!!!”

The saliva shot from Chu Guang's mouth flew towards Mu Jin's face, which was in close contact with Chu Guang.

If it was a spit shot by an ordinary person, it would be just a bit of a bad feeling, but if it was a spit spit out by a master of that size, it was a memorization technique that could have made a hole in your head.

However, Mujin was afraid to spot the ball curling inward on both sides of the bastard.

Chae Ae-aen!!

An unspeakable sound reverberated from the human's spit, but fortunately, the sting was intercepted by the golden ball ball.

Meanwhile, his legs were floating in the air.

"Stop it!!"

He flailed his limbs in the air like a child in his mother's arms, beating Mu Jin's body.

But with his body in the air and his in place, the kicks and fists he swung couldn't exert much power.

"Lower body failure! You puffy bastard!"

Mujin withstood the attack with the efficacy of the Jade Ball and the Golden Ball Ball, and unleashed the technique of the iron plate bridge as it was.

Just like when he was stumbled by Chu Guang a moment ago, Mu Jin's upper body bent backwards like a bow, but the result was different.

Mujin leaned backwards, and the body of Chukwang that Mujin was holding floated, and the heavens and the earth turned upside down.

Kwow!!

Struck by the perfect suplex, his head slammed into the solid ground with a tremendous roar.

And the result was horrible to describe.

His scarred face was shattered to the point where he couldn't make out its shape.

"Phew..."

Mujin, who had managed to defeat the powerful enemy, let out a deep sigh.

It wasn't that he had a great deal of enlightenment from a submission master who was better than him.

"If only I hadn't lost muscle because of the bloody bandits..."

The fact that he hasn't been able to exercise for the past few days because he was being chased by bandits. As a result, he lost muscle and thought the battle was difficult.

But now he wasn't in a position to take out his anger on the bandits.

"Now we just need to break through the encirclement and flee with Bai Jiahuan and Zhu Jingil on our backs, and that's it."

When I thought about it, I thought about it.

Small but big changes have been made on the battlefield.

* * *

"Damn..."

In the distance, Nosser, who had his subordinates and his guards standing as shields and was shooting his bow, involuntarily let out a curse.

Everything was going wrong.

At first, they thought it was their weakness, but the two Yang Min and the sword beast aimed at each other and shot their bows, so something might have gone wrong.

At first, he was in a hurry to strike his bow, but then his eyes rolled back and he began to use his arrows in reverse.

Every time he fired an arrow, it deflected along his sword and flew into his own team.

The swordsman even laughed happily and made a hole in the head of a bandit that had been hit by an arrow, or a hole in the heart of his neck.

The bandit Nosser was a terrifyingly frightening madman.

In the end, instead of aiming at the mad swordsman, he shot arrows at the trio and the monkey who were attacking the other bandits.

But like that swordsman, he can't use his arrows against.

Even as they faced the bandits, they managed to block or dodge their own arrows.

He was too worried about the arrows of the old man to fight properly, but in the end, he only delayed the time for the bandits to fall.

Of course, thanks to this, the bandits who had been on the offensive were joining them one by one, and the encirclement was getting thicker, but the number of mountain brothers who had already died or fallen had already exceeded twenty.

The number may not be too large as there were nearly a thousand of them, but those who had made it this far were all elite bandits in the Green Forest.

'What the hell is this doing!'

In a situation where it would be an understatement to say that the damage was enormous, Roh Seo couldn't help but think of Chuk-kwang, who was in charge of this incident.

The ignorant pretender had always been in a power struggle with the boy.

The two men were so close together that they couldn't help with their bows.

That's why I tried my best to ignore it and focus on something else, but the fight had dragged on for so long that I looked back at it in frustration.

Kwow!!

In the eyes of Nocer, who had taken the victory of the Cheokguang for granted, he saw the body of the Qiuang soaring into the air colliding with the earth.

And it was an eerie noise that should not come out of a man's head.

‘··· You...'

It didn't occur to me that it was a good idea. Now that he's dead, he's in charge.

"They're tired, too! Push harder!!"

Nosser thought of killing them in a wheeled battle, and gave instructions to his men.

Of course, I am not included in the sacrifice of the wheel. He was only going to shoot arrows from afar.

But when you're aiming at them and aiming your arrows... A strange noise rang into his ears.

Spatula!

Whoops!

"Aaa

The sound of something being cut or crushed· And someone's eerie screams· The three sounds began to burst out one after the other.

He thought it was coming from the front, but for some reason, the sight and sound didn't match.

Even as he felt strange, the sound was getting closer and closer. It's also from the back.

It was only then that he belatedly turned his head back and saw what he saw...

A man who seems to be the same business as them.

Wedge love juice!!

It was a deformed sword flying towards his face.

Spatula!

That was the last sight he remembered.

* * *

"Aaa

A series of screams and the sound of something being cut and crushed.

Mu Jin's gaze, which had been battling bandits in the middle of the battle, naturally turned to the epicenter of the noise.

And what they saw was the sight of the head of the archer bandit who had been tormenting them in the middle of nowhere, separated from his neck.

'The King of Romance . . .'

Spotting the wild man wielding the sword, Mu Jin's throat reverberated with the sound of dry saliva that he had involuntarily swallowed.