(The World's No. 1 Genius) (4)

 

Mujin wasn't the only one who felt such deprivation.

"What's that bastard?"

"The unlucky bastard popped out again..."

Some of the devils look at Gu Yang's face and crumple his face.

In particular, the reaction of the bald guys was particularly intense.

Well, there were more than twenty of them, and some of them had normal reactions.

"Hmph... You have a smooth face, so if you sell it to the slave market, you'll touch the money, right?"

It was just a normal reaction by magical standards.

But no matter what the demons said about him, Gu Yang just looked around with an emotionless face.

And the number of enemies and the state of the battlefield· Quickly confirming the location of the trap, Gu Yang moved.

"Hmph... Before you sell it in the slave market..."

Spatula!

It started out as a devil who was trying to spit out some dirty things in the close proximity of Gu Yang.

The moment the demon's head separated from his neck before he could finish speaking.

Spatula!

Spatula!

"Aaa

A bloodbath began to break out of the devil's lair.

Mu Qing, who was watching the scene from the back, asked Mu Jin.

"You're not moving?"

"I'm going to have to move..."

Mu Jin, who answered Mu Qing's question, was not the Gu Yang clan who was slaughtering the demons.

"Boo Dock Colonel, help me!"

"Who's your voodoo?"

Whoops!

It was Mujin who had crushed the head of the demon who had been with him for the past few days in one fell swoop.

He had already heard all the ugly crimes they had committed in the forest.

I didn't think I had paid for my sins just because I had spent a few days. I didn't believe they were going to do it...

Thanks to the addition of Mujin, it took less than a dozen hours for the twenty or so devils to be wiped out.

And Gu Yang, who had blown away the blood from the blade of the sword, looked at Mu Jin's group.

"No matter what you do, you're like a movie hero."

It was something that other swordsmen were doing, but when he did it, it was like a scene from a martial arts movie.

While Mujin was thinking about miscellaneous thoughts... Gu Yangpae opened his mouth.

"Who are you?"

Since I was with the demons, I thought I was in the group.

But before he could appear, he suddenly attacked the demons.

"They weren't kidnapped, but they weren't good enough to be held by these monsters."

In many ways, it was a suspicious situation.

However, in response to Gu Yangfei's question, the man in the center dug up his ears with a smug attitude.

"Phew· Isn't it polite to reveal your identity when you ask for your identity?"

"I see, too. It is called Guyang Pae· Ask again· Who are you?"

Mujin, who had even confirmed the opponent's name, nodded.

I was sure enough to get it under the circumstances, but now that I had heard the name, there was no doubt about it.

"We're from Shaolin..."

“··· Was it the dog of the political faction?"

The momentum emitted by the Gu Yang Shell became even more ferocious.

"Uki!"

Perhaps surprised by the momentum, Lingling cried out, and Mu Yul stroked Lingling's head.

"Don't worry· I don't have a hobby that bothers one guy in a group..."

Mu Jin turned to Gu Yang and looked at Mu Qing.

"Me?"

Mu Qing asked, pointing his finger at himself, and Mu Jin nodded and sent a full sound.

– That's him· The successor of the Tenma I mentioned·

Mujin's eyes changed completely at the sound of Mujin's voice.

No matter what anyone said, he was the son of the Emperor of the Anti-Demon Empire, and he was a negotiator who vowed to kill Ma Yin and not Yang Min with his own murderous intentions.

If the opponent was a demon master, there was no reason to have mercy in his hands.

"After all, you're arrogant like the dogs of the political faction..."

When Mu Qing stepped forward alone, Gu Yang's eyes were full of murder.

And before anyone knew who was first, the two men clashed.

휭!

It seemed to be wielded randomly, but the sword qi rained down from the sword of the Gu Yang Tile, which was imbued with a high degree of heart.

Visor!

It was the martial arts god who greeted the sword qi.

Dozens of golden rainwater created in an instant block the sword qi.

Approaching Gu Yang's palm, Mu Qing's palm makes a series of strange changes, aiming for the bastard's single battle.

"Hot!"

However, Gu Yang, as if reading all the strange changes, easily blocked or dispeld Mu Qing's attack and even counterattacked.

"Hey..."

An exclamation came out of Mujin's mouth, as the two of them watched the life-and-death battle from a position that could be called a first-class seat.

The battle between the blood monk and the Tenma seen in the novel· Seeing it in real life gave me a new impression in many ways.

The two men exchanged a dozen blows in an instant, but only so many times they clashed.

The spirit and sincerity of each person's sword and the sword they wielded would change drastically from moment to moment.

The martial arts master was using the countless recommended techniques he had learned in Shaolin and the martial arts he had learned through various practical battles and the Dragon Seal Society, and applied them at every moment.

In addition, Gu Yang Tablet is also a martial arts technique of the Demon Cult that he must have learned in the Demon Pavilion.

On top of that, he was unfolding a myriad of martial arts that he had learned over the past two years of rolling around the battlefield.

It was indeed a high-level life-and-death decision that the word "Jagang Du Tian" fits.

"Uhhh I'm dizzy..."

It was a complicated battle for Mujin, who had an ordinary five temperaments, and was likely to vomit just by watching.

However, even if Wu Sheng was ordinary, Mu Jin, who had excellent intuition, could easily read the direction of the battle.

"This guy is a step ahead..."

The biggest difference came from the Golden Cow Divine Ball.

Apparently, while he was facing the sword with the Pavilion, it would be difficult for him to come to his senses because of the golden rain flying in from all directions.

Visor!

Gu Yang, who had managed to parry Mu Qing's attack, took a step back and said,

"You... Is Shaolin really right?"

"Don't you believe that Magi is shaken by the power of the fire?"

In response to Mu Qing's question, Gu Yangfei replied with a twist in his face.

"So what is this magic ball that you are unfolding?"

After all· After a few clashes, Gu Yang realized that the essence of the Golden Rain God Gong was Demon Gong.

It was only possible because he was a talented person who could steal feasts and gods perfectly with just a few sights.

"Emptiness is just a tool. Even if it is made of magic, if you change it to fire, it is only fire."

Mu Qing replied and raised the Golden Rain Divine Gong again.

But why? At the words of Mu Qing, Gu Yang's eyes that had been big and dark opened wide.

After reading the first part of the novel, Mujin realized what it was.

'Ha· Crazy Talent Bastard·'

He was enlightened by the words of the martial arts.

As expected, the moment when Mu Kyung shot the golden cows towards the Gu Yang tile.

Pot!

Before I knew it, a black fist spewed out from the fist of Gu Yang, who had taken the flag of the regime's screaming.

It was a martial air made up of Magi, but Mu Gong, who had been watching the form of the gushing qi, stammered and said:

"That's it... Isn't it a gold and gold bookmaker?"

Mu Jin shook his head at Mu Gong's words.

One of the Shaolin Seventy Feast Rites that Wu Qing performed during the life-and-death process. It was a gold and gold fortune ticket.

“··· How can you unfold the Golden Horse Demon Ticket, which has the nature of an anti-horse?"

To Mu Qing's question, Gu Yang replied that it was not a big deal this time.

"Didn't you tell me? The essence of emptiness is only a tool. The nature of the anti-horse only means that it has the opposite attribute. What you unfolded with the power of the Buddha, you unfolded in reverse order of magi..."

In response to his answer, Mu Qing nodded, "I see."

Then the two of them shut up again and began to fight in earnest.

Mu Gong, who was watching the two of them, muttered to himself.

"Does that make sense?"

Mu Gong, who had rarely cursed for pretending to be a monk, couldn't control his anger and cursed.

If you turn the Magi in reverse order, you can unleash the fire.

Easier said than done. Others were mad at trying and getting caught in the muzzle of coins and riding a direct carriage to Yeomla.

I've been studying my mind, but it's been a long time since I've been sad about the fact that I'm so "handmade."

"Hehehe..."

"Uki?"

And Mu Yul, who was next to him, was smiling clearly, not understanding the conversation between the two in the first place.

In the meantime, the two were still fighting for their lives.

No, it didn't seem like a life-or-death decision, but rather a dance to raise the level of each other.

At some point, Gu Yang was stealing the martial arts of the martial arts and unleashing the martial arts of the Shaolin Temple with the magic qi.

Mix it up with the magic ball you used originally.

And this is one thing for the unprincipled and the same thing.

The demon ball of the Gu Yang clan and the Gu Yang clan had stolen the martial arts that they had learned by rolling in the actual battle for two years, and they were unleashing it with their unparalleled power.

It was a feast of madness.

It was a ridiculous sight, but Mujin had a look of anticipation on his face.

"So far, so far..."

In the novel, the blood monk used his blood demon to perform an immortal feat.

It was the same when Gu Yang, who had gained enlightenment there, succeeded in stealing the Bulgar Martial Technique used by the blood monk.

However, this was not the end of Gu Yang's enlightenment.

In fact, the two of them are just equal numbers now. It wasn't yet a picture that Gu Yang was overpowering.

While Mujin was thinking about it,

In the midst of exchanging complicated hands with Mu Kyung· In the back of Gu Yang's mind, a clue of enlightenment was wagging his tail.

The five stars from heaven were talking to him. As if this wasn't the end.

"Magiro is now able to unleash the martial arts of the political faction. But what is missing?"

I asked myself as if I were solving my homework, and I asked him a few times to give and receive a sum of words with Mu Kyung.

"Haap!"

"Suck it!"

The golden fist infused with the spirit of the Buddha and the black sword qi made of magic clashed with each other, causing another intense explosion.

At the same time, a surge of enlightenment swept through Gu Yang's mind, as if there had been an explosion.

"When the opposing energies collide, they cause an explosion that differs in their trajectory. Can't I artificially collide the two energies?'

Gu Yang, who had the five stars bestowed by heaven, thought of his doubts and searched for answers to them.

Some of the enormous Magi coiled in his platform begin to go against the reverse tide of the heavens.

As if following the flow of the pure deliberations of the political faction.

Meanwhile, some of the others were operating the magic ball according to the original reverse stream.

The purified aura and the cloudy aura began to intermingle as they spewed out from the heart of Gu Yang.

Gripping Fabric·

Murky grey lightning began to strike from the sword of the Gu Yang Clan.

Mujin's eyes lit up as if he had been struck by lightning.

'혼원무의신공 (Mixed Won't Have No Divine Skill)!'

In the future, the invincible god who will lead Gu Yang to the position of the Heavenly Horse· I had witnessed the beginning of the new work.

It uses two internal attacks with opposite attributes to make them collide at exactly the right point, creating a monstrous explosive force.

Of course, it was only theoretically possible to use the opposite attributes at the same time, but the difficulty was unrealistic.

He didn't even have the magic qi and the fire qi stored separately in his body, but mixed up the art of instantly reversing the magic qi and turning it into the fire qi.

It was a true divine gong that only Gu Yang, the best in the world, could realize and unfold.

And what Gu Yang realized after the bloody battle with the blood monk was the beginning of the Soul Yuan Martial God Gong.

That grey lightning bolt would mean that he had a novel-like realization.

"Phew..."

I wasn't in a position to just rejoice right now. No matter how careless you are, you won't be able to stop that attack.

However, we can't just let him die as it unfolds in the novel.

The moment Gu Yang swings a grey thunderbolt mixed with the Demon and Fire Qi at Mu Qing.

Pot!

Before I knew it, a cluster of golden stars poured out of Mujin's right, which had taken the flag bearer of the regime.

In order to save the martial arts, the impermanence priesthood that had been unleashed with all his might by pouring out a sudden attack was met with the gray thunderbolt of Gu Yang's plaque.

Crackle!

And the grey thunderbolt that would be the beginning of the Soul Warrior Divine Ball crumbled with a clap of thunder as if it were a scream.

Gurgurgling ·

Even after extinguishing the grey lightning, the energy of the impermanent priesthood that still had the power to spare flew towards Gu Yang's body.

Meanwhile, Gu Yang hurriedly raised his sword to block the golden energy.

Bang!!!!

When the dust cloud lifted with a huge explosion, the sight was...

“··· X is done..."

It was the appearance of a blood clotted on the ground.