Diagonal (2)

 

“!?”

For a moment, I wonder if my opponent has been hiding his skills all along.

He soon realized the source of the noise.

The very thin silvery solid lines that can be seen through Mujin's clothes torn by the river.

"You had it!!!"

It was the Dragon Lin Temple, a piece that should have been delivered to the King of Nang.

Mu Jin had slammed the inner ball into the Dragon Lin Temple, and unleashed a golden ball ball.

But no matter how much I borrowed the power of the pieces, I couldn't help the difference in realm.

Screaming horribly and resisting Nang's descent, Yonglin Temple was finally torn to shreds before he could hold out for long.

"Dog-like!!"

Tearing apart with his own hands the piece that should have come to him, Nangwang swung the nang sword with his eyes wide open in anger, and the tooth-shaped saw blade at the end of the nang sword dug into Mu Jin's side.

However, in the first place, Mu Jin didn't expect that Yonglin Temple would be able to stop the crossing.

All he expected was for Yonglin Temple to buy him a little time...

Snap Stone ·

Thanks to the time Yonglin bought him, Mu Jin managed to grab King Nang's hands.

In return, the saw blade of Nangado was stuck in his side.

"I got it..."

Mujin was smiling like a demon as blood was rising from his internal wounds.

"Hmph..."

Even though Mu Jin held his hands, King Nan was relaxed.

One of the most common misconceptions was that. A technique that uses the body like a sheath to bind the opponent's weapon.

It was easier said than done, but it was a stupid tool that couldn't be used in practice.

After a person is struck in the stomach, his whole body relaxes. Even if you can survive the moment with a strong mentality.

Kirik·

With a slight twist of his fingers and a slight stir of his internal organs with a knife stuck in his stomach, his mental strength, his naval, and his strength are bound to loosen.

But why?

"What!?"

He had been stabbed in the stomach and the sword was churning through his guts, bleeding from his mouth, but he showed no signs of losing strength in his grip.

Its mental power is strong enough to suppress the instinctive reactions of its body!

However, this was an illusion of the king of romance.

Even at this moment, Mujin was losing strength in his grip due to the intense pain rising from his abdomen.

It was just that the strength he had trained to the limit left him to hold on to the king even as his strength drained.

However, it was still a disadvantageous situation for Mujin.

Even if he had held his hand, it wouldn't have had to swing it, it could just blow pottery into it, creating a huge hole in Mujin's side.

Nonetheless, the reason why Mujin came up with such a gambling number is...

"Haa

"Mujin-ah!!!"

This was because, unlike Nangwang, Mujin had companions.

The moment Mu Jin grabbed Nangwang's hands,

The group shouted uncontrollably, pouring out the Holy Feast to the King of Nang.

Bang!!!

However, the king did not fall in one fell swoop.

In the meantime, he had unleashed a self-defense attack and managed to fend off their attacks.

Mujin knew that it was learning self-defense techniques.

This was the reason why King Nang's Yonglin Temple was given in the first place.

On the battlefields where the Nans are active, most of the battles are prevalent.

And in the novel, the King of Nang, believing in the power of the self-defense god and the dragon lin master, used to calm the battlefield by using a defeated tactic while ignoring defense.

However, unlike the technique, his self-defense technique had not reached the level of freely using the self-defense technique, and most of all, it was not at the level of being able to use the self-defense weapon freely.

"Cool..."

In the novel, the creature he used had already been destroyed by his passage.

As the self-defense ball shattered and the internally wounded King of Nan burst out coughing with blood.

Mujin didn't miss the opportunity to lose his strength, and pushed the Nan King's arms away.

"Hmmm..."

When the saw blade of Nan Ado, which had been locked in his side, slipped away, and Mu Jin involuntarily let out a deflated moan.

However, King Nan couldn't afford to attack Mu Jin like that.

Enemies were pouring out feasts all over Nangwang's body, and Nangwang was busy unleashing self-defense attacks in order to survive at all costs.

'Kill! Kills! Kills!!

His eyes were turned away, and he wanted to tear all these bastards apart whether he died or not.

Therefore, the king of Nangs tried to use one last move. Instead of losing your life, you will be able to destroy the full body of your body.

However, in order to unfold the Dafa, it was necessary to stimulate the blood path with a special method.

Squeak·

"Son of a!!"

His arms, which were supposed to unfold the Method, were still in Mujin's grasp.

"Kill!! You're going to tear them all apart!!

He vomited blood and let out a roar of evil. All the while, he was playing self-defense and fending off the feasts of others.

"Noisy . . . Rua This bastard... It's a kid!!"

The pain in his side makes him dizzy.

Mujin let out an equally evil roar, forcing his whole body to strength.

Holding his arms together, he pulls his body with force and tilts his neck back.

Then he thrust his head into the bridge of his nose as he rapidly approached.

Bang!!!

The moment when the Nangwang King's mind was shaken for a moment by the unexpected headbutt of Mujin.

Spatula!

Kwow!!

The attack of the party that managed to pierce the self-defense technique succeeded in piercing the body of the Nangwang.

Nangwang·

A person who is certain to be a member of the Seven Great Lords and may have important information about Shincheon.

Of course, it would have been best to let him live and interrogate him, but he didn't have that kind of energy left now.

"Haa

As if this was their only chance, the Qingshu dojo and the martial arts trio smashed sword qi and fist qi into the body of the king one after another.

Thump...

Soon after, the corpse of the king fell helplessly to the ground.

It was a victory over a master who had a strong hand at his ability, but they had no time to rejoice.

"Mujin-ah!!"

Mu Jin had also fallen to the ground with Nan Wang.

"You need to go to the councillor in the big town right now!!"

Bai Jiahuan, who had been watching the battle from a step back, shouted urgently, and the panicked people began to move in a hurry.

Bai Jia-hwan and Zhu Jing-il hurriedly rushed towards the carriage to check on the condition.

One wagon was completely destroyed, but luckily the other one had a intact floor and wheels.

All the walls that shielded him from the wind were broken, but at least he was able to ride it. But·

"I don't have words! It looks like the bandits killed all the horses!"

"It's all right, get into the wagon right now!"

After shouting to the group, Mugung stopped at the place where the horse should have been.

And when the party was ready to put Mujin on the wagon and leave, they began to drive the carriage in place of the horse.

Just like the training I did in the past when I went back and forth with Mujin to the shaman.

But all the while, Mujin's complexion was getting paler and paler.

"Ugh..."

The pain in his side wasn't the problem.

Is it because the internal organs are damaged or because of bleeding? Aches and chills covered my body.

Then· Mu Kyung, who had been riding in the carriage with him, tore off his clothes and wrapped them around Mu Jin's abdomen like a bandage, and then put the long core on the bandage.

"Phew..."

As Mu Qing began to blow his inner air into Mu Jin's wound, Mu Jin's body, which had been shivering with chills, began to calm down a little.

On the other hand, Qingshu and Mu Yul were shaking their feet next to them, not knowing what to do, and Bai Jiahuan hurriedly shouted.

"The two of you will first eat in the carriage and have a meal in the carriage first."

"Lucky in this situation!"

"What should I do with Mujin!!"

"So take the luck in the way! The martial arts and martial arts will also not have enough internal forces to fight. So you must recover and take turns with the two of you!"

Mu Yul and Qingshu who came to their senses at Bai Jiahuan's words immediately turned on the carriage and entered the ceremony of fortune telling.

Thanks to the anxiety of what might happen to Mujin, it was a close call that if he made a mistake, he could fall into the mouth of the coin.

Then, Bai Jiahuan, who had instructed Mu Yul and Qingshu to perform the lucky ceremony, hurriedly stood up from the carriage.

"What's wrong?"

In response to Zhu Jingil's question, Bai Jiahuan hurriedly replied.

"I need herbs· The same goes for Mujin Sokyo, but everyone else also has a lot of small wounds, so you should at least get the medicine you need to stop the bleeding and the water you need to disinfect."

"If you get out of the wagon now, it will be difficult for you to chase back to the carriage."

When Zhu Qingil replied to Bai Jiahuan's words, Ling Ling suddenly cried.

"Uki! Uki!"

Lingling pointed to herself with her hand and cried, and Bai Jiahuan wondered if it was possible.

'Yes... Linglingyi is a spirit creature, so maybe he understands me!"

Considering that he understood Mu Yul's words, there was a good chance that he could do it.

Bai Jiahuan hurriedly explained to Lingling the characteristics and appearance of the herbs with hemostatic effects that he knew.

"Uki!"

After hearing all the explanations, Lingling jumped out of the carriage and ran out into the bushes, and after a quarter or so, he returned to the carriage with a bunch of grass in one hand.

It wasn't a stationary carriage, but a moving chariot that was pinpoint and followed, thanks to the power of Lingling's absurd sense of smell.

After grinding the herbs that Lingling had handed him, Bai Jiahuan wiped away the small wounds on the bodies of the three martial arts and the Qingshu dojo and applied the herbs to them.

In the meantime, Mujin was wandering around the landscape.

At one point, my body became as hot as a ball of fire, and at another point, I felt a violent chill and body aches, and my body trembled without realizing it.

I couldn't tell if it was reality or a dream, but sometimes Mu Qing was holding his heart to his stomach, and other times Mu Yul was holding his heart. At other times, the face of Mu Gung was blurred.

"Mujin Sokyo!! Don't fall asleep!! We'll be in town soon!! Please come to your senses!"

Meanwhile, whenever I closed my eyes and wanted to relax, I would hear Bai Jiahuan's face and voice in a blur, as if I were underwater.

I didn't even realize how much time had passed, and I felt like I was sinking in the water endlessly.

"It's a village!! Clinic!! We need to find a congressman!!"

Leaving behind the voice of Bai Jiahuan, Mujin completely lost his mind.

* * *

How much time has passed?

When Mujin, who had fallen into a deep sleep, woke up, he saw an unfamiliar ceiling.

'Where am I?'

After watching him fall, his memory was hazy.

Mu Jin, who had not yet collected his senses, was staring at the ceiling with a frown, when an unexpected figure suddenly appeared.

"Monk Mujin!!"

With tears in her eyes, she was Liu Xuehua.

'Why is Liu Xuehua here?'

While Mujin was thinking about such a question, he heard the door open with a loud bang, and the group showed their faces one by one.

Mu Jin, who was lying down, tried to raise his upper body to assess the situation, but Liu Xuehua reacted as if he were in a fight.

"Oh no! You're not healed yet! You've got to lie down!!"

"Don't move. Mujin-ah·"

"Please lie down. Huh?"

"Mujin Dao needs a break. Countless waters..."

Following Liu Xuehua, the group was in a hurry, and Mu Jin had no choice but to lie down and turn his head slightly to look at the group.

"Ahem· But where is this place?"

How many days had he been knocked down, and as he spoke, he felt like a dry earth cracking in his throat.

"I'm a male prostitute..."

Liu Xuehua answered Mu Jin's question and poured the water into Mu Jin's mouth carefully and poured it into Mu Jin's mouth.

He had just woken up from a deep sleep, and even though his mind was in a daze, Mu Jin felt puzzled.

"From Ji'an County to Nanchang, it would take two days to drive the carriage non-stop, right?"

Mujin, who was crazy about it, asked with an anxious expression.

"Then how many days have I been lying down?"

Mujin's question was answered by the group who had been counting the days for a while.

"It's only been half a month today, isn't it?"

Hearing that succinct answer, Mujin's complexion suddenly turned pale.

"What's wrong with you, Mujin!?"

"What's going on? What's wrong with you??"

Whether or not the astonished companions cried out urgently, Mu Jin, whose complexion turned pale, began to move his arms and grope for himself.

"I am . . . I'm a muscle loss..."

I just rolled my eyes and fainted in agony.