Reaper (2)

 

The next day·

Mu Jin went with a few Shaolin disciples to the Third Lotus Hall of the Wulin League.

It was a training hall where the personnel of the Blue Dragon Sect, one of the Reapers, decided to gather.

The Zhu Zhao Troupe, the Xuanwu Troupe, and the White Tiger would also be meeting in another theater by now.

Just as fifteen people came from Shaolin, a similar number from other large Sega and Mun sects came to Murim Meng.

In addition, the number of warriors from the Wulin League and the small and medium-sized clans was more than three hundred, so naturally the Reaper Corps was divided into about eighty people each.

And when he arrived at the training hall assigned to the Blue Dragon Brigade, the atmosphere there was exactly as Mu Jin expected.

'These kids are united?'

Fittingly, the people gathered in the theater were openly divided into factions.

Of course, there must be a sense of comradeship, but I felt that half of them would die in the first battle before that comradeship was formed.

However, Mujin didn't feel like he had contributed to the current situation.

"Mujin Dou! How happy I was when I saw that I was in the same group! Hahaha!"

Led by the Qingshu dojo, a dozen members rushed towards Mujin who had entered the theater.

To anyone who saw it, Mu Jin looked like the leader of one of the factions in the Blue Dragon Order.

If anyone heard Qingshu Dojo's words now, they could sound like they were flattering Mu Jin in order to look good.

Of course, Mu Jin knew the meaning of those words very well.

"Now that you're in the same group, you can dance with me every day."

Mujin shook his head in disgust. A group of people dressed in the uniform of the Zhongnan Sect approached.

"Instructor Mujin! It's been a while!"

"How have you been, Instructor?"

They had been trained in the Marine Corps by Mujin.

The way he greeted Mujin in such a moderate manner also made it look like he was flattering Mujin.

In addition, when the Tang family and Zhuge Se greeted Mu Jin from the open city, there was also a problem.

"If you look at it, you might think that Wulin Meng is the main room of my house..."

Naturally, Mujin thought that the words were spoken by a person from the volcano or the fortune teller, but when he looked in the direction where he heard the sound, he saw an unexpected figure standing there.

'Oh yes. That was the Blue Dragons, too."

The man glaring at Mu Jin was none other than Nangong Jinchen.

There were quite a variety of people gathered around the Namgung Jincheon.

They were a kind of neutral Segawa sects that did not yet support a particular faction in the old file.

When I was looking at the Namgung Jincheon burning with triumph in my eyes and wondering what to do.

There were those who were newly entering the theater.

They were dressed in the uniform characteristic of the Wulin Meng, and the middle-aged man who was the first to walk made his way to the stage in the theater.

"Nice to meet you. This time, he will be the leader of the Blue Dragons."

He greeted them with a gesture of courtesy, and then continued as he received various glances from the eighty men.

Those who came from the Zhongsao sect looked like, "That person is our boss," but there were quite a few people from Gu Pile Bang and the Five Generations who looked at them with disapproval.

It was like, 'What are you doing with us?'

"I know you were surprised by Meng's sudden decision. But don't worry. This leader was only appointed to serve as a bridgehead between the Meng soldiers and the Blue Dragon Corps. From now on, I'm going to elect a vice leader to lead the Blue Dragon Team with the head of the Blue Dragon Team."

Before he could finish his explanation, the eyes of those in the theater were busy.

That meant that he was going to pick the actual leader of the Blue Dragons...

It was a very important moment for them as members of the Blue Dragons.

"How are you going to elect the vice president? Danju·"

In response to Nangong Jinchen's question as he stepped forward, Dokgo said with a soft smile that didn't match his ugly face.

"In order to lead an armed group, it is important to have an understanding of command and tactics, but since you are all unmanned... Can't you follow those who are weaker than you?"

"Do you mean to draw through Bimu?"

"Yes. . . Namgoong Sogaju· In any case, you will be able to develop command and tactics after you are selected as a vice commander, and then you and I will have a meeting with the soldiers."

"Does that mean that all eighty people here are fighting?"

In response to Nangong Jinchen's question, he shook his head and said:

"Those of you who are interested in the position of Vice President, please come forward. Shouldn't we just stick together with those who are confident? Hahaha·"

In response to Dokgo's explanation, Nangong Jinchen stepped forward without any hesitation.

Then, Namgong Jinchen, who stopped in front of the platform, turned around and looked at Mu Jin.

It was a look that said he wanted to come out right now and stick with himself.

Mu Jin laughed at his provocative gaze and tried to step forward.

No, even if Nangong Jinchen didn't bother to provoke him, he would still take the position of vice captain.

It wasn't because of the conversation I had with Wulin Mengju yesterday.

In fact, Mu Jin hadn't been admiring Wulin Mengju's heart in yesterday's conversation, but had thought about it.

'Hmm· Isn't Wizi related to Shincheon? Maybe you're being taken advantage of by the General Army."

The purpose of Mujin is to prevent Shincheon.

I had no intention of becoming a hero of the faction or succeeding Wei Zhihak as the Wulin Mengju.

Still, the reason why Mujin was aiming for the position of vice general manager was simple.

"It's much more advantageous to be a vice leader than to be a regular member."

Dokgo used to say· The vice captain is said to be participating in a military council with Dokgo.

Perhaps, in the process, he could have found the servant of the Divine Heaven who had hidden in the Wulin League.

In addition·

"I told you to open up a relationship with the neutral factions."

Immediately after checking the poster yesterday·

Shaolin and Zhuge Se gathered the leaders from the Tang family, Zhongnan Sect and the Open Sect to conduct a meeting.

And the talk that came out of the meeting was to take advantage of this situation.

In any case, each faction has been scattered, so let's take advantage of this opportunity to recruit a neutral faction.

When they were together, it would be difficult for them to approach the neutral side, so they should approach them when they are as separated as they are now.

In that sense, too, the position of vice president seemed useful in many ways.

But before Mujin stepped forward, There was someone who took the first step...

"Infinite Water Supply· Someday, I wanted to have a sword fight with the Southern Palace Dou. Hahaha·"

Saying that, the Qingshu dojo drew his sword with a sunny face.

Nangong Jinchen also gladly drew his sword and accepted Bimu.

"The shaman's blue sura· It's a good place to warm up before competing with the author."

Despite Nangong Jinchen's words that seemed to disregard him, Qingshu only smiled faintly.

As if he was looking forward to the duel that was about to begin.

Perhaps he didn't like that smile, Nangong Jinchen took the first strike.

'Hmmm· Maybe it's because I haven't eaten ginyango, but it's definitely increased compared to three years ago."

In the second part of the novel, Namgoong Jinchen had stopped growing to a certain extent.

Taking the cedar of the ice cap and being brainwashed by the Yin and Yang High School hindered his attainment of enlightenment.

However, the spear palace martial sword technique that Nangong Jinchen was unleashing now was definitely heavier than it was three years ago.

It wasn't just Nangoong Jinchen who was good at it.

Sreaw·

It was hard to believe that the swords had clashed with each other, and the sword wielded by the Qingshui Dojo wrapped around the sword of the Southern Palace.

And with the flow of Taijiku created by the Qingshu Dojo, the power on the sword of the Southern Palace Jinchen quickly dissipated.

Nangong Jinchen didn't care and tried to swing his sword again, but Qingshu Dojo's Taiji Sword Method was different from that of ordinary shamans.

Immediately after disturbing the opponent's sword path· Suddenly, the sword stick of the Qingshui dojo, which has changed from Taiji to a straight line, sharply penetrates towards the blood canal of Nangong Jincheon.

Spatula!

Nangong Jinchen's clothes were cut off by the Song Wen Sword of the Qingshu Dojo, who hurriedly unfolded the technique at the unexpected movement.

"You're going to have to It's a sword technique that doesn't look like a shaman's master..."

Nangong Jinchen glared sharply and asked, Qingshu replied with a smile that exuded a hint of earliness.

"In the meantime, it seems that the sword of the Southern Palace Family is much lighter than the sword of the Southern Palace Clan, which I heard from the Southern Palace Dou Dynasty? Hahahahaha·"

The Qingshui dojo was not sarcastic, but rather expressed his impressions.

"You can't talk about a pierced snout..."

With blood on his forehead, Nangong Jinchen exuded momentum and rolled up his sword.

What is the secret dance that followed?

"It's a dragon tiger..."

Mujin smiled happily at the sight of the two of them continuing their duel.

Of course, he wasn't happy with the growth of the Southern Palace.

"In the novel, I was a late stranger..."

The Qingshui dojo, which had almost no weight, was now fighting with the Nangong Jinchen with a whistle.

Stronger than in the novel, Nangoong Jincheon·

With blood on his forehead, his mouth shut, and the sword swinging as if to kill, Nangong Jincheon.

"Hahahahaha!! You can swing a little harder!"

The two laughed as if they were going to die of joy, and the dance went on endlessly.

"Aa

Nangong Jinchen, who couldn't stand it, raised his sword to unleash the Emperor's Sword Type.

At the same time, a huge wave of qi spreads in all directions, entrapping the Qingshui dojo, and piling up sword qi in the sword of the Southern Palace.

Before the sword qi is accumulated and becomes a swordsman, and the sword is accumulated again to form a sword force.

"You can't let it do that!"

After successfully channeling the Qingshui Seal of the Southern Palace, he rushed into the Nangong Jintian and unleashed a straight sword again.

Nangong Jinchen hurriedly swung the sword that couldn't be sworded.

Bang!!

When the dust that had risen with the explosion had stopped, the clear water seal with a smile on its face was still there.

And when the two men were about to clash again,

"Stop!"

The doggo who had been watching Bimu announced the end of Bimu.

"If we keep going like this, one of us will have to die. There are those who haven't stepped up yet, so why don't we draw for now and let everyone else step up? If no one beats the Qingshu Dojo and the Southern Palace Sogaju until the end, then I will see the end with the two of them again."

But even after Dokgo's words were over, no one dared to step forward.

Watching the two of them move on, it was obvious that they were not good enough.

The ones with the most poop-chewed faces among them are the people on the anti-Shaolin Alliance side. In addition to the volcano and the fortune telling, the faces of Qingsheng and Amifa were very spectacular.

– Isn't it necessary for even one person to step up?

– Wrong formation· I don't know if the Great Dragon was in the Blue Dragons, but I think it's going to be a little difficult for us.

– I think it's better to hope that Nangoong Jinchen wins.

They exchanged telephony and prayed for the victory of the Southern Palace.

Anyway, since Namgoong Jincheon is a neutral side, it was enough to approach it thinking that it would attract the neutral side.

But there was one thing they had overlooked.

The Nangong Jinchen they were looking forward to was staring at them somewhere.

It wasn't just Nangoong Jincheon. Qing Xu, who had performed the dance of the dragon tiger and the dragon tiger, was also looking in the same direction with a face full of anticipation.

Maybe it's because the two of them looked at each other blatantly.

The gaze of those who wondered if there would be anyone who would come forward after seeing such a great secret dance naturally moved along with the two of them.

And where everyone's eyes were focused, Mujin stood.

It was then that they remembered.

Three years ago, we both had been defeated by Mu Jin in the Dragon Seal Meeting.

But on the flip side, it's been three years.

In the meantime, Qingshu Dojo and Nangong Jinchen's skills had risen several levels.

'Will the Shaolin Divine Dragon be able to defeat them?'

"Aren't they two stronger now?"

The position of the late Zheng Faction Leader may be reversed, or the Shaolin Divine Dragon may consolidate its position.

In the midst of everyone's anticipation, excitement, apprehension, and anxiety.

“쯧·”

Mujin held his tongue lightly, and he thought about it as he stepped forward.

"But it's Qingshu... Aren't you on the same side as me?'

For some reason, I felt like I was going out to fight this one-on-one.