Asceticism (3)

 

However, the old strongman, Baiyun Jinyin, was not obsessed with unconditional hope.

"If Shaolin attacks alone, he may be eaten by them! I must help them quickly."

The current camp was a structure where Shaolin and themselves could have eaten the enemy back and forth, but the problem was that the distance between them was quite far.

Conversely, there was also the danger that Shaolin would be engulfed by enemies.

But there was a problem.

Visor!!

Baiyun Qin was very strong in fending off the attacks of the three of them, but he was unable to overwhelm the three of them alone.

And the same is true for others.

Most of the people fighting were disciples of Zhong Nam and the shaman, so they were all trained in the sword technique that specialized in defense.

Of course, it was a martial arts technique that specialized in counterattacking, but on the other hand, it meant that few people had mastered the offensive sword technique to push the opponent.

It was a contradictory story.

It was because of his defensive inability that he was able to fend off the enemy's attack.

On the contrary, now that the opportunity to fight back has arrived. Because of that inaction, he may not be able to take advantage of the opportunity.

And then·

In the distance behind enemy lines, a voice sounded very familiar to Baiyun Jinyin.

"Hammer and anvil! Hang in there just a little longer!!"

At Mu Jin's cry of enormous internal force, Baiyun Qin involuntarily furrowed his brow.

'Hammer and anvil? What is that?'

However, unlike the Baiyun Qin people, the Zhuge Se family's soldiers in command had already heard all of Mu Jin's cries.

"Build a dustproof build!! Don't step forward!"

"Hang in there a little longer, bite the enemies in front of you, and hang down!"

Hammer and Anvil·

This was a tactic that Mu Jin had already used in the Zhuge family's civil war.

To be precise, it was a tactic used in the process of rescuing Zhuge Palace, the current Zhuge Sega State, who was hiding in the inner house.

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Expecting Zhuge Sega to fully understand what he was saying, Mujin immediately began preparations in earnest.

The hammer and anvil were very famous tactics in the history of warfare, but they were not perfect tactics.

Hammer or Anvil· If either of them failed, it was an operation that could be defeated in vain in the form of individual defeats.

But for this reason, Mujin thought that a hammer and an anvil were the best moves.

The enemy wouldn't know the name of the "hammer and anvil" tactic, and they wouldn't be able to understand it even if they shouted it out loud.

In addition, those who are currently holding out in the Jongnam Sect are all those who specialize in defense.

In other words, the anvil was perfectly prepared.

All that's left is for the hammer to dig into the anvil at once, crushing everything in between.

And here was the most powerful hammer on earth.

Bang!!!!

With a loud bang, Mujin, who unleashed the bankruptcy god ball with all his might, rushes forward.

Mujin, who had his whole body covered in a gold ball, threw his fist at whoever stood in his way.

And every time Mujin's fist touched someone's body, there was no doubt that there would be an explosion.

There was such a saying in the world.

The best defense is offense.

It was a proverb that if you push your opponent with a fierce attack, your opponent will not have time to fight back, so you will naturally have the effect of defending.

In that sense... Mujin's martial arts had the opposite effect.

The best offense comes from defense.

With overwhelming defense, he didn't even have to worry about enemy attacks.

Visor!!

Enemies' weapons bounce off the ball of Mujin's gold ball.

Kwajik!!

Mujin punches them in their bodies as they launch a senseless attack.

There was no one standing in Mujin's way in the face of overwhelming violence.

However, the battle that was taking place now was a battle that easily exceeded a thousand on both sides.

Of course, compared to the size of the battle, the path that Mujin could create alone was too small...

Mujin wasn't alone.

"Keep up! Don't let him go!"

Mujin would create a small gap in the front line, and the monks who followed him would continue to open the gap.

In front of them, charging in a wedge, the defenses of the Wulin League and the volcano were torn apart like sheets of paper.

Zhong Nam had stepped up his cultivation and felt that he had achieved some results in just a few months.

Then, what about Shaolin, who has been practicing for several years?

"Squeeze all the energy you've been working out!!"

"Amitabuuuuuan~!!"

As if repeating the last round of ironwork, the muscles of the whole body were tingling and the arms and legs of the martial arts were all filled with a strong aura.

'I have endured the iron for this moment!'

'If I hadn't been able to fight today, how unhappy it would have been to eat that horrible yellow powder!'

I don't know if it's because I've been overwhelmed by the hardships I've been through, or because I've been supplementing with iron and protein in the middle of the journey to Jongnam.

For some reason, they were swinging their muscles more than usual.

And the Shaolin monks who were playing with their limbs were all feeling the same thing.

'Was my body so light?'

"I feel like I'm moving freely as my body thinks!"

Over the past few years, I've been living with the feeling that my muscles are much stronger than they were in the past, thanks to the repetition of the iron that Mujin taught me.

I didn't have much experience feeling light.

According to Mujin's teachings, the muscles are divided into teeth·

Or, as he divided into three divisions and repeated the exercise every day, there was always a feeling of stiffness somewhere in his body.

But this time was different.

Mujin only performed the training at a level that 'prevented' muscle loss in moderation, and focused on muscles that were at high risk of injury in practice.

As a result, the muscles of the warriors were in the best condition, moderately rested and moderately tense.

In the process of climbing Jongnam Mountain for the battle, they warmed up so much that they began to fly as soon as they entered the battle.

With the help of their vicious muscles, Mujin was able to reach the place where Zhong Nam and the shaman's masters were fighting.

It meant that he had succeeded in splitting the camp of Wulin Meng and Huashan in half.

After successfully clearing the path, Mu Jin looked back and saw that the Shaolin monks who were following him were fighting against the enemy who had been split in half.

"The enemy's camp is scattered!"

"Left and right, open to the sides right now and surround the enemy!"

Afterwards, Zhuge Se's soldiers shouted, and the shamans and Zhongnan's swordsmen, who had been defending themselves to serve as anvils, also launched a full-fledged attack.

The macro battle seemed to be turning in his favor, so Mujin turned and headed somewhere.

There was a man there whom Mujin named an.

"It's been a while. Fierce lord!!"

In order to attack the Wulin Mengju who was surrounded by several masters, Mu Jin threw himself into the air and fired a punch at Mengju.

"Hehehe... Your face has improved considerably since I haven't seen you..."

While blocking the joint attack, Wei Jihak, who had narrowly dodged Mujin's shot, greeted him happily.

"In the meantime, the Lord must have suffered a lot in his heart. Your face is ten years old."

"Hahaha· Isn't it all thanks to you?"

"Then I'll make sure you don't have to get any older at all..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mujin rushed at the lord.

Meng Zhu unleashed the Feng Tian Meteor Realm towards Mu Jin as before.

Violent bundles of winding flies towards Mujin·

Naturally, there was a jumble of power in between, in order to inflict a fatal wound on an unsuspecting opponent.

But·

Now I wasn't in a situation where I was chased all day like I did back then.

Mu Jin unfurled the golden ball with all his might, ignoring the bundle of winding qi and rushed at him.

And the sudden rush of power broke the priesthood with a gratuitous priesthood.

While Mujin is attracting the attention of Wi Jihak like that...

"Hah!"

Zhuge Jinhui, who had moved before he knew it, stretched out the ice ball on the right side of Wei Zhihak, and on the left, a blue water seal with a thick arc line on the corner of his mouth was screaming.

However, Meng Ju was not a man who rose to the position of Meng Ju by luck either.

He took a light step to avoid Zhuge Jinxi's ambush, and at the same time, he instantly parried the sword of the Qingshu Dojo with his hand wearing a black phosphorus armor.

However, the joint effort between the two was not a meaningless act.

While the two of them looked at each other.

Mujin, who had smashed the meteor shower head-on and charged, was already in front of Wei Zhihak.

"Go to Yeolla!!"

Mu Jin unfolded the impermanence priesthood and swung his fist at Wei Zhihak's abdomen in order to win the game in a single blow.

In the midst of all this, Wei Zhihak hastily moved his hands to block Mu Jin's fist.

Bang!!!!

With a huge explosion, Wi Zhihak's body bounced off at a tremendous speed.

In order to finish such a hypothetical, a major disciple of the shaman who had been surrounding the Wijihak came forward.

"Avoid!!"

Mu Jin, who had just sent Wei Zhi away, only shouted in an urgent tone.

At the moment of the collision, Mujin felt.

Compared to the violent explosion, the sensation of the fist that had been slammed into Wizi was infinitely lighter.

Wizihak minimized the impact by blocking Mujin's fist and throwing his body backwards at the same time.

Wei Zhihak, who was flying helplessly as if he had been hit, clicked his tongue lightly, and in an instant, he spun his body and landed on the ground stably.

Wei Jihak was determined to deal with the shaman's disciple the moment he approached.

He regretted that he had missed the opportunity to deal with one of the masters, but he also took a moment.

"Then next time, Bomsena· Shaolin Divine Dragon·"

In the first place, the main reason why he was ricocheted by Mujin's attack was because of Mujin and Qingsu· It was to keep a distance from Zhuge Jinxi.

Those three of those who were attacking him were the brazens...

Anyway, the tide of the war was against him, so there was no reason for him to continue fighting and dying here.

"Everybody retreat!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he began to flee.

"You know you're going to miss it!!"

Led by Mu Jin, Qingshu and Zhuge Jinxi also unleashed a light attack to chase Wei Zhihak.

Visor!

As the warriors of the Wulin League blocked the way, Qingshu and Zhuge Jinxi had no choice but to draw more and more distance from Mu Jin.

Unlike the two of them, Mu Jin was running with the Bankruptcy Bulletin and the Golden Ball in full force, ignoring the enemy.

Bang!!

While escaping, Wei Zhihak's eyes suddenly lit up as he unfurled the Meteor Sphere and attacked Mu Jin.

This was the goal of Wiziology.

He intended to lure Mujin into the friendly camp and finish him off.

Shaolin's sudden appearance turned the tide of the war, but if he could only capture that Shaolin Divine Dragon at the cost of losing his minions, it wouldn't be a bad profit.

"Hahahahaha· Maybe it's because he's so young?"

As he was fleeing, Wei Jihak taunted Mujin.

Mujin had suffered a great deal of embarrassment to himself in the last Thousand Ambitions, so he calculated that he would turn his attention to revenge.

There was one thing that Wei Jihak was mistaken about.

Mu Jin was only in his early twenties, but he was a bloody late exponent.

The fact that there is already a wear-out squirrel living in it from ten years of being a fitness trainer.

The moment Mujin, who had been charging towards him with his eyes turned in full swing, suddenly stopped moving.

Wizihak sensed that something was wrong.

Physic·

Mujin's mouth was sneering as he stopped.

"Run away alone. Meng Zhu ·"

Mu Jin, who saw through Wei Zhihak's intentions, greeted Meng Zhu and said...

Bang!!!

He began to swing his fists at the enemies that had begun to surround him.

The present where Wiziology has fallen behind·

Mu Jin, who ran rampant among the Mulin Blind Warriors, was no different from a tiger released into a rabbit cage.